Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 547



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Episode 547: Venting Anger (1)

Verden’s magic circle destruction method is the rupture of the magic circle through magic silk.

As if wandering through a maze, you penetrate the cracks in the formation with magical threads to figure out its structure, and then by specifying and cutting off various central points, you cause the magic circle to lose its function.

Simple, yet complex and dangerous.

If the magic power even touches the wrong part, the magic circle will be activated immediately or it will reach a state where it cannot be destroyed.

That is why it is an extremely difficult magical technique that even a weak wizard, who cannot allow even a single mistake, had to perfectly implement in order to survive and take revenge.

Berden, who had reached transcendence, added a second magic sword here.

Kugugugugugugu… … !!!

A crimson thread of magic power penetrates the magic circle surrounding the unofficial laboratory like lightning.

‘There is no need to control it.’

Because everything that touches it is destroyed before it can even be activated.

Within, a brutal destruction engulfed every component within the magic circle, including all eleven cores.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Baloch’s unique magic circle collapses. The area is shaken as the magic power it contains spreads out in all directions.

Artificial structures within nature.

The entrance to the rock mountain that had been hidden from the world has finally been revealed.

[… … Scan complete. The center is sealed off with entrances that open left and right, split in half. Level. Very high. It is estimated that it will take approximately 13 hours, 38 minutes, and 57 seconds to interpret.]

“It takes quite a while.”

Verden lightly rotated [Interis] in his hand. The materialized magic sword formed a crimson blade.

“Then I have no choice but to break it and pass by.”

Kwarrung───!

A vertical bolt of destruction fell along the staff, cutting through the space. The seal located at the entrance gap was split exactly in half.

Kuung.

He opened the door roughly.

I lowered my gaze.

The faint light of the underground staircase was reflected in my eyes. I willingly threw myself into that dim darkness.

“… … .”

This is my first time entering an unofficial laboratory other than the one cleverly hidden on the middle floor of the Bohemian Tower.

But it’s not that unfamiliar.

Perhaps because of the touch of Baloch, the artifacts placed here had many similarities to places in my memories.

It’s an unpleasant feeling of awkwardness.

Verden came down the last step.

‘From the ground to here, the depth is about 8 floors based on the rooftop.’

At the bottom, a fairly wide and neat hallway stretched out towards the front. I went down the slanted slope at the end.

As soon as I stepped onto the flat floor that had appeared again, I arrived at a vast floor filled with all sorts of magical elements.

‘If we just look at the size, this seems to be the main research lab.’

In a typical magic laboratory, the center would be located in a deeper location for strict security.

This place is actually closer to the entrance.

The entire unofficial laboratory is protected by Baloch’s unique magic circle, so it is certain that outside intrusion is impossible.

This would dramatically increase structural efficiency by minimizing internal security.

The alpha still resting on the nape of his neck is looking around.

[If it’s the main research lab by design, it should have the most people. But it’s empty. It’s strange.]

“Yeah, it’s strange that all the sounds seem to come from below.”

Even the numbers are small.

There seems to be a special reason, but it does not in itself interfere with the plan.

Just the fact that there is someone… … and that a ‘familiar presence’ is clearly included among them is enough.

Verden walked slowly and observed the surroundings. Meanwhile, Alpha concentrated on recording the functions of the mini golem.

The wall slowly sweeps across the space.

‘Alchemical materials, magical items, books, and even the contents of seemingly random experimental data. They are all related to the mind.’

for a moment.

So is this the place where Adrian and his master were experimented on?

It is possible.

The experiment conducted on Adrian involved brainwashing his mind by corroding it through a link between two calls.

The relevance is extremely deep.

As I thought about that and focused my eyes, the scenery in the unofficial laboratory that Adrian had described in words seemed to overlap.

Thump.

At that moment, Verden stopped walking.

A circular coffin in front of you.

Inside, there was a person submerged in a clear liquid… …. To be exact, it wasn’t a person, but a corpse.

[The unknown liquid is believed to be used to preserve the organic state.]

The corpse, whose eyes were quietly closed, did not look that old.

Mid 20s at best.

It wasn’t much different from Verden, who turned 28 after the new year.

‘He looks fine on the outside, but his head is a mess.’

The direct cause of death appears to be the inability to withstand the magical shock applied to the brain. This is the end of an unofficial test subject who could not escape.

Verden stared at the young wizard’s corpse for a moment.

Kiiiiiing.

The high-speed horsepower elevator installed nearby has started operating. Several presences are rising to the main laboratory.

Into silence.

The elevator, which had been rapidly slowing down, arrived at that floor.

* * *

Keying.

As the high-speed magic elevator opened, three magicians, one male and one female, entered the main laboratory with light steps.

A conversation that goes on and on.

A female wizard with wrinkles around her mouth licked her lips as she partially examined the experimental data she was holding in her hand.

“Hmm, I tried the ‘reinforcement’ experiment that they’re trying out this time, and it’s progressing faster than I expected. Looking at the trend, it seems like the quantity of top-grade magic stones is a bit lacking.”

“Even though the magical power of the 6th tier was injected into it, the magical power circuit of ‘Subject 108’ did not collapse? Wow, that’s surprising. I never thought that the body transplant would show such great results. Isn’t it beyond expectations?”

“That is certainly true. If we are to consider only the possibilities, there is no doubt that they are endless. It is understandable why the Lord of the Tower would join hands with an outside force.”

The old man with the gravelly voice nodded at the man wearing glasses.

“That’s obvious. It’s a decision made by someone who cares more about the Bohemian Tower than anyone else, so it’s obviously the right thing to do, right?”

“But Gluttony… … Yes, that’s the name of the transplant. To be honest, their appearance and way of thinking are really disgusting. They’re not some kind of aberrant species. How can they be classified as humans like us?”

The man agreed.

“I agree with the opinion that it is disgusting, but I guess we can overlook it because we have so much profit from this deal. By the way, it has been a while since we completed the ‘thought bias’ study. When will we be able to do a new study?”

“Please wait patiently. The situation is what it is. Once the Lord of the Tower of Magic finishes the Transcendental Council and returns from the Arcanad Magic Nation, the role will be given naturally.”

“Hehe, already a new study. I guess internal personnel are your thing. Unofficial experiments usually require an adjustment period. But.”

Bam.

A woman threw crumpled documents onto an empty desk and sat down on a chair.

“Before that, we have to clean up the study on accident bias first. Elder Hiram said to get rid of it right away because it’s bothering us.”

“Huh? More than half of them are in the Magic Tower, so you’re saying that’s just the people we have now? That’s a bit… … Then what are we going to do with ‘Test Subject 70’? We can’t do anything about it alone since we can’t control it.”

“Number 70 is on hold for now. They say that because of the ban, the mental brainwashing by the call will not be fully effective, so they will deal with it usefully later like number 89.”

The old man scratched his chin.

“If it’s number 89, then it’s the Heavenly Sword. Well, his performance in the Midloth Dominion was excellent.”

Last year, the Bohemian Tower was forced to vacate most of its branches on other continents to focus its efforts on the magical war against Black Hour.

The same goes for the Midloth Dominion.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Volcanic Island’s Magic Tower and Larion Magic Tower secretly attacked the Bohemirn Magic Tower in the Dominion to erase its influence.

The Bohemian Tower sent out Number 89, a brainwashed and useless experimental subject, to carry out a covert assassination.

As a result, the Dominion Governor was killed and the two Tower branches were destroyed.

And number 89 committed suicide without a trace by a command input into the mind.

It was a perfect revenge, with the Bohemian Tower completely unseen.

“Is that so? Hmm, I wonder where the Lord of the Tower and the elders will use the number 70. Even if he was excommunicated, he was once a disciple of the Transcendent One.”

“That’s not something we should be concerned about, so don’t worry about it. Let’s start cleaning up. Make sure to take care of the corpse in the test tube over there.”

“Me? That’s for you, senior… … Yes, I’ll go and clean it up.”

Saddam is there.

It was at that moment when the three wizards were roughly dividing up the areas and were about to disperse.

An unfamiliar voice stimulated my eardrums.

“What’s different about you?”

… … ?!

Everyone turned their heads to the right at the sudden voice.

In front of the test tube containing the corpses that were no longer needed, a being wearing pitch-black robes and holding a splendid staff stood.

The old man blinked and opened his mouth.

“You, who are you… … .”

“I asked what the difference is between Gluttony, who calls humans the old race and uses them as material, and you, who destroy human dignity for the sake of magic.”

Verden placed his hand on the test tube.

“It doesn’t seem any different to me.”

The blazing black flames silently engulfed the objects they touched. The test subjects, whose minds had collapsed and died, found quiet rest.

Verden, who had given a simple funeral to the nameless wizard, began to walk.

It’s slow.

Slow but fast.

As the distance drew closer, an indescribable sense of oppression grew stronger. At least these three insiders were overcome by such a feeling.

My head was tangled with all sorts of thoughts.

Instinct whispers that it is the enemy, and reason suggests that it is the possibility of a midshipman in the Magic Tower.

Well, isn’t that so?

There is no such thing as intrusion in this place, protected by a supreme magic circle that has survived for decades.

‘Yes, given what we don’t know, there’s a high possibility that he’s directly under the Lord of the Tower.’

The confident man pushed up his slightly crooked glasses.

He smiled.

Of course, I didn’t forget to bow and show proper respect.

“Excuse me. We don’t know who the Lord of the Tower sent───”

Teardrop!!

The intelligent that had risen diagonally struck the torso hard. The man, whose entire body was shattered and died instantly, fell somewhere.

A woman and an old man were frozen with drops of blood splattered on their faces.

“Subject 108, who was injected with excessive magical power. Subject 70, a disciple of the excommunicated Transcendent. Reinforcement experiments. Thought bias research. Listening to them, they tell quite an interesting story.”

Verden faced the two men.

“Is this an issue that Elder Hiram is actively involved in?”

Eyes and voice.

It’s not a question. It’s an order. It’s an irresistible demand.

The woman’s lips trembled.

“Right, right.”

“Then I guess I don’t need the information you have.”

Just ask Elder Hiram directly.

The current of destruction instantly engulfed the two internal figures before their eyes, and spread out in all directions as a giant whirlpool.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

The main laboratory was destroyed.

* * *

On the lowest level of the outside unofficial laboratory, two wizards faced each other with Subject 108 between them.

Elder Hiram of the Bohemian Tower Presbytery, belonging to Itium.

Gluttony’s transplant, Coolus.

The former was a famous wizard himself, but the latter was too vague to be called a wizard.

Although it possessed great magical powers, it had three hearts, very thick lungs, an eye on its forehead, and four arms.

The appearance was far beyond the standards of a common-sense wizard.

“… … I’ll say it again. The only thing Bohemian Tower wants from Gluttony is the recipe for the ‘red piece’ currently embedded in your body.”

“No way.”

Coolus flatly refused the deal offered by Elder Hiram.

“Only the Teeth of Gluttony can preside over matters concerning the Red Shard. It is the essence of life they have created. It cannot be given away.”

“That’s why I asked. What do you want in return?”

“I won’t tell you. You don’t have it right now anyway. This is the answer left by Gluttony’s Teeth.”

Coolus would often take a step back, leaving only a sliver of room for him to make a move. Hiram pretended to be calm, but inwardly ground his teeth.

‘You were cooperative until recently… … and now your attitude has suddenly changed. I don’t know why, but this is a disaster.’

If we don’t figure out the structure of the red piece, we won’t be able to successfully complete the reinforcement experiment.

My immediate opinion is yes.

Otherwise, the chronic instability of Subject 108 is far from being resolved by the Bohemian Tower.

So I proposed a deal, but this is the situation.

‘Should I kill and take it instead?’

That would be the simplest, but even if you get your hands on a bunch of red pieces, there’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to analyze them.

The human experimentation technology that the other party possesses can never be ignored.

‘When the executive called Gluttony’s Tooth appears in person, you can subdue them and engrave the call, but they are very cautious. Even when meeting the Magic Tower Lord alone, they always contact him through their clones.’

What should I do?

Hiram exhaled deeply through his nose and squinted his eyes. Coolus ignored his gaze, looking at Subject 108.

It was a time when silence flowed.

… … Kuung!!!

I felt an unfamiliar loud noise.

be near.

It’s up.

As I raised my head, I saw the space shaking noticeably.

“What’s all this noise?”

“… … .”

Hiram couldn’t answer Coolus’ question either, because he himself didn’t understand the situation.

Damn.

There’s a crack in the ceiling.

“!”

The moment Hiram and Kulus reflexively put up their curtains upon seeing him, a massive shockwave erupted and a collapse occurred.

Kung! Kung! Kwarurur… … !

A large piece of the structure crashed into the ground, causing a small earthquake. At the same time, numerous pieces of debris flew in all directions, blurring the view.

Phew.

A shadow descended from the sky and landed on the lowest level of the informal laboratory.

Blue eyes flashed in the dark, empty space.

“It’s been a while, Hiram.”

Verden confronted the elder of the Bohemian Tower for the first time since the Reverse.